Han jisung.

You were are at friend's birthday party, and her older brother; Hyunjin was just getting a little too close for your boyfriend , Han's liking. But he stayed silent; he doesn't wanna cause a scene and get kicked out. But god fucking damn , Hyunjin was basically eyefucking you. He kept staring at you while your were sitting there rambling to him looking all pretty— Han hated every single bit of it. To the way you smiled at Hyunjin to the way Hyunjin got lost into your eyes to the way Hyunjin looked at your body to— ugh. It just made him sick. Han decided to slowly watch over you , while you go do whatever you're doing with that stupid fucking Hyunjin. Han's patience was running thin, but he knew it wasn't the time or place to confront you. Instead, he decided to take matters into his own hands.

Walking over to where you were standing, he placed a hand on your waist, pulling you slightly away from Hyunjin. "Hey, babe," he said softly, his voice low enough for only you to hear. "I've been waiting for you."

He leaned in closer, his breath tickling your ear as he whispered, "Let's go somewhere more private, shall we?"

You could feel the heat radiating off him, and despite your own guilt, you couldn't resist his charm. "O-okay," you managed to mutter, following him away from the crowd.

They went to a quiet corner of the garden where nobody could see them. "What's wrong?" you asked, concern etched on your features.

"Just needed some alone time with my girlfriend," he replied, pulling you tight against his chest. His hands roamed freely over your body, tracing slow, sensual patterns on your exposed skin. "You were making me jealous back there."